Chapter 865: Samsara

Among the vast network of the lion system, one particular group was very active right now.

The group chat for the sons of Kael.

[Ozia: What did he say?

Kratos: He didn’t agree outright. Just said that we should lower our standards and he will point us in the right direction.

Victor: Really? Should we settle for less?

Jeremiah: Well, the less you speak of is actually just tier 6 or tier 5. As for tier 7 and immortal tiers, King Jordan can’t help us out with that.

Ozia: FUCK!

Victor: Damn!

Raymond: It’s not the end of the world.

Ozia: I would like to have a demonic lioness to myself.

Jeremiah: Me too, brother, me too. Next time, you’ll be the one to ask for a favour on behalf of everyone.

Ozia: Really? If that’s how it is, then I don’t need to protect you all from bullies anymore.

Victor: The only one who has ever bullied us is you for fuck sake!

Ozia: So ungrateful...

Quion: Hey guys, did Kratos and Jeremiah get Jordan to help us out?

Ozia: No brother, they didn’t. So disappointing isn’t it?

Quion: As expected from...

Victor: Nah, complete that shit!

Raymond: Yeah, Quion, complete it, I dare you.

Quion: Never mind, it’s not that important. I’m deeply saddened that we won’t be getting any demonic lionesses anytime soon.

Kratos: It’s not like it’s the end of the world, we just have to look lower.

Jeremiah: And how is that going to work? We need to be strong already so that they can contribute their strength during Pride Synergies.

Kratos: I despise that we have to do such a thing actually, but if we want proper Demonic Lionhearts to pass down our bloodlines, we might as well start from scratch.

It would only take a while. What’s twenty more years?

And if per adventure we find good and strong Demonic Lionesses, we can just replace them.

Ozia: Hmm, I’m in heaven about to receive my own batch of True Honey with my consorts. I’ll be going off for training very soon but from what I can see here, there may be enough True Honey to go around.

We might not have to wait that long for lionesses with satisfactory strengths to show themselves to us.

True Honey may just be able to close that gap in strength that we want.

Quion: It’s a shame really. If we were ordinary lions, we would be willing to settle for less and wouldn’t be going through all this trouble to find competent Consorts.

Kratos: I wish the Consort Trial could be brought back, it’s a pity. That was one of the best and easiest ways for Lionesses to show their might.

Silas: Speaking of which...

Jeremiah: Wow, you’re still alive. The ghost has risen.

Silas: Was just dealing with some things. I’m at the defence post in Hive Heaven and I’m planning to head back. What about you guys?

Ozia: I’m already home, I’m with Priya.

Kratos: Jeremiah and I are heading home.

Quion: Mother just woke up not long ago, she called me so I’m going to meet her. Once I’m done, I’ll head to Priya too.

Ozia: Mother...called you?

Quion: Yeah...

Ozia: ...

Quion: ...

Ozia: Oh, it’s fine, I’ll wait for you.

Quion: Okay, I’ll be there, I won’t waste time.

Silax: Hmm, anyways, I’ll see you all at Priya’s location. It’s time to taste some honey...

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The group chat eventually fades into silence with Kratos and Victor talking about some random bee scene that they had seen not long ago.

The tension in the group chat did not fade away though, especially when they all knew that N’bayé, Quion, and Ozia’s mother was back and awake.

Everyone knew that N’bayé had been a rather nonchalant mother to Ozia but with Quion, she was trying a little.

At least, in the time that she was away, she actually texted Quion a few times. She never once sent a greeting message to Ozia though and Ozia never did the same.

And it was hard to tell if N’bayé was doing this intentionally or if she was just grooming Quion the best way she could because he was a pure Magus Lion.

Either, things were bound to get way more interesting very soon in the Ol’mytee household.

Meanwhile, outside the family of dysfunctional tyrants and extreme narcissists, Jordan flew directly into the massive Gap tear.

Turning into a streak of red, Jordan covered a massive distance and crossed the space that separated the Hive Heaven from the world on the other side.

As soon as Jordan passed through, his body transformed and he turned into his Demonic Lion form.

Thousands of eyes locked in on his position and what greeted Jordan was a very grand scenery.

The sky was blue and white. Looking like the very clear sky of a heavenly paradise. But there was also that stench of old and ancient beings.

Jordan knew the smell. It wasn’t a bad smell, but the stench was unique as it usually came from creatures that had been alive for more than one to five million years.

Most could not and would never be able to identify that smell unless they were like Jordan who had been around, fought, and ended the lives of such long-lived beings.

With a glint of excitement in his eyes, Jordan continued flying into this foreign heaven, bringing with him the oppressive stench and aura of the kings.

Jordan did not bother to hide, there was no need to and that was not his style.

[I just need you to get close to the most important guy here, I’ll take over and handle the rest...]

That was the last message the All-King had given to Jordan. It sounded respectful and commanding at the same time because it was. It was like begging someone to commit suicide.

Jordan did this gladly. It was like he was intentionally trying to find those things that could almost kill him.

Things like wandering into the Heaven of a Divine Faction alone.

"Welcome to Samsara Heaven, King Jordan," Said a voice from above as the sound of wings flapping began to fill the sky, "Did the All-King send you?

Or do you seek death on your own?"